Commercial Break: Halifax off and die!
Just what is going on with advertising at the moment? In the last couple of weeks alone we’ve covered two ads that are down there with the worst that 2009 had to offer (we’re talking about the Redknapps' bullshit holiday film and Iggy Pop going for a drive with his own penis. Now here’s the third – the wacky new commercial for the morons at the Halifax.
The ad comes hot on the heels of the wretched bank making the staggering move of introducing a £1 a day charge for customers with overdrafts, irrespective of whether they go over the limit or not. You’d think that in the wake of that act of extreme violence against their own customer base, Halifax would be keen to present a more subdued image or keep their heads down altogether.
Nope, what they’ve done is embarrass their staff once again with this ad, in which the people who look after your dosh make prize pricks of themselves while supposedly doing a breakfast radio show.
There’s novelty foam hands, high-fiving all over the shop and Spandau Ballet’s ‘Gold’ – not to mention a faked phone-in (broadcasting suicide these days) from a staff member with a waste paper basket on his idiot’s head.
So these bastards want us to leave all of our money with them? If this is the sort of shoddy behaviour they get up to, we wouldn’t trust them with a packet of crisps let alone our wage packets.
And another thing - show us ONE breakfast DJ of any repute who eats fucking toast in the middle of a show. Not even Moyles does that!
The best bank manager ever, Captain Mainwaring, will be spinning in his grave.